True story: Once, during the summer of my 18th year, I worked in a chemical plant/warehouse. I wore a blue shirt with my name on the pocket and rubber boots. Among my other duties was driving a forklift (for which my training consisted of being handed a pair of keys and the admonition not to drive with my forks lifted).I did fine all summer. My thoughts were elsewhere on that last day before I headed back to school. Which is probably why I failed to notice, through the forks, the six inch steel pipe that supported a major portion of the roof load right in front of me. The good news is the palette full of drums of pigment I was carrying absorbed a major part of the impact. It was a bit of a mess...
From Admin....we would like to thank Chika from the Democratic Republic of the Congo for this story and invite you to tell us about your "near miss"....
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